tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62593212011-06-10T01:44:42.170+08:00Lighthouse: guide; provider of comfort and direction, especially for lost shipspeiyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12055131245798953596noreply@blogger.comBlogger3791100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259321.post-50673141148249964312008-06-12T14:38:00.001+08:002008-12-12T09:11:01.492+08:00

The tunnel at YIH, which i only just really saw as i came back to get an emergency transcript and be happy at how efficient my school is. Haha.

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It started out as a feelingWhich then grew into a hopeWhich then turned into a quiet thoughtWhich then turned into a quiet wordAnd then that word grew louder and louder'Til it was a battle cryI'll come backWhen you call meNo need to say goodbyeJust because everything's changingDoesn't mean it's neverBeen this way beforeAll you can do is try to knowWho your friends areAs you head off to the

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War zone where we were studying...napping, talking, playing. All the things disembodied students do in school with their machines of books.

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My mum said not to leave my bag in the open so people won't see and be tempted to take it. So she covered it.

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Of luxury school food that's comforting and economical. Pan dried dory with vege and fries, plus peach tea. Five bucks.

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The big and little things that reflect His glory

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was meeting jm and a/j at city hall, so i got there around six plus, and it was extremely crowded, as usual. as i was making a call, i noticed a man with a haversack, holding up a sheet of laminated paper, going from person to person as he weaved through that sea of faces, saying something to each one but obviously rejected by every one. i thought as i waited for m to pick up the phone that if it

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Baby Jovan learns to laugh as uncle albert carries him in the sanctuary, with suping laughing in his face and his daddy watching from a short distance.

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For those pamper-myself-and-do-more-work days. Salmon pasta in garlic cream sauce: six two five. Hot vanilla: three five five. The little coffee club express in the corner.

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tests on monday, and everyone i know is studying hard for two of the most intensive courses with big-percentage-tests and super dense texts. to show you why we are having such a hard time getting ourselves all dizzy over what we are reading: "The mirror is functional to the tale and its metafictional musings in a way that goes much further than its ability to alienate and disconcert, and I'm not

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one of eco's characters"The older I grow and the more I abandon myself to God's will, the less I value intelligence that wants to know and will that wants to do; and as the only element of salvation I recognise faith, which can wait patiently, without asking too many questions." (The Name of the Rose, 393)

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purpose this is the time people begin to ask how i feel about graduating soon. the most common quick answer i give is, "sad, but ok lar." as much as some people find it hard to believe/comprehend, and as i've always told people, i love my school. haha. i can't believe four years have already passed! it's almost like my four years in secondary school, but without teenage problems, and with God.

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"Thanks for ev’ry need providedfrom the fullness of Thy love!"what we don't have, we don't need.

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LightHave you ever heard a love song,That set your spirit free?Have you ever watched a sunrise,And felt you could not breathe?What if it's Him?What if it's God speaking?Have you ever cried a tear thatYou could not explain?Have you ever met a strangerWho already knew your name?What if it's Him?What if it's God speaking?Who knows how He'll get a hold of us?Get our attention to prove He is

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My final sem and its readings! And yes, it is a privilege.

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The old pathway that i used to pass every day.

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it's really nice how some important reminders come to us through the simple medium of children's worship service. i do appreciate being there each time, because i never got to go to sunday school nor church as a kid, and many of those stories i only read about when i was much (much) older. and even now, as a supposed adult, i learn many things from children's church.today t ph was telling us the

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the strength of the stringwhen i was staying at toh guan, my favourite articles of furniture were the dining table and the bench that comes on one side of it. every morning after i wake up and make sure i won't be a sight to scare my housemates, i go to the living room and have breakfast at that table. the wind always comes in through the huge window and balcony door on one side, and with two of

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Where else have we to go?

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now the year seems to really begin. when reality comes knocking the clouds of daydreams away.may the lamp in our eye help us to see life in its entirety, and teach us not to trip over the preoccupation of this instance.phos hilaron.

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been watching a lot more tv this hols at home in JB, and this is probably one of the more memorable songs. reminds me of how i really appreciate chinese more, after learning thai. there are some things that can only be said in a particular language...and see, all the last words rhyme! cool stuff.我们都该回头看看来时路就算起风, 偶尔有雾, 模糊不了幸福我们都该在心里数数感动的次数谁陪你疯, 谁陪你笑,

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not even humility"Shall the ax boast itself against him who chops with it?Or shall the saw exalt itself against him who saw with it?As if a rod could wield itself against those who lift it up,Or as if a staff could lift up, as if it were not wood!"(Isaiah 10:15)this treasure in earthen vessels.

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trick of the tradeone of my sisters is a house officer, who has to work 30-hour days. sometimes after she comes back from her shift that has gone beyond a day, she sits down and watches grey's anatomy. i wonder at times why she would want to watch something that she is probably so painfully familiar with.i am a lit student, and right after my exams, before i even get home, i think about what book

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just now"Dawan set the cage down, looked briefly at Bao for a final confirmation, and then carefully pulled open the little door to the wooden cage.The sparrow inside watched Dawan's movement with unblinking eyes, but made no move to fly out. Instead, it hopped timidly over to the other side, studied the open door again with cocked head, and remained still.Bao slipped her finger between the bars

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in honour of my favourite lit prof of all timequote bt:"Prose should have a beat, a rhythm; a heart AND a mind."

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seems like this semester i'm remembering my exams by recounting something funny about the module.after i got my last assignment back for research workshop, i felt really stupid about the way i'd shortened the title for the text i was writing a proposal for: The Notebook of Malte Laurids Brigge. so in that very denseandthick day of rushing that assignment, i hurriedly put Notebook as my short for

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entropy"Examine for a moment an ordinary mind on an ordinary day. The mind receives a myriad impressions -- trivial, fantastic, evanescent, or engraved with the sharpness of steel. From all sides they come, an incessant shower of innumerable atoms; and as they fall, as they shape themselves into the life of Monday or Tuesday, the accent falls differently from of old; the moment of importance

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the search for life on other worldsi've always had lots of problems studying for my science modules...and yet i've always had good laughs from them too. this sem my lecturer was this really funny man who looks like such a typical science prof but who says such funny things. like:"since this moon Io is such a good example of tidal heating, being pulled by the gravitational forces of the other

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luck is really anonymous grace -- love from a God not known.

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Christmas is coming!

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i think there are 3 different situations leading to a guy asking a girl to get into a relationship with him:1. he thinks, i need to get married/a girlfriend. then he looks around, and asks the one who seems most suitable.most suitable probably means: pretty enough, funny/smart enough, well-fitting enough (sometimes in this order, sometimes in reverse.)2. he suddenly realises they've been spending

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An extra special semester, nearing the end.

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"The LORD is good to all,And His tender mercies are over all His works."-Psalm 145:9

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The end is in sight! So close that it's making me all jumpy and excited and restless. Oh my. :)

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the thing about prayer,is that somebody actually hears,and can do something about it.you'll know.

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Little Jovan likes to be swaddled, ie wrapped up hands and feet in a big nappy because he feels safe and warm. Then he'd want to wriggle his way out of the swaddle and wave his hands about. It is all part of growing up.

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New life is just as amazing and incomprehensible as death. From where do we come and where do we go? For all our days are held in His hands, before we even know it...our tears kept in His bottle.

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Jellycat thinks that if one wants to criticise one should also help. It is no transgression to be intellectually or linguistically inept. addendum 25/10: so this is the tyranny of the transient/trivial...

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"the tyranny of the transient and the trivial"teacher peng hui is very wise, and very perceptive.let us live for the forever stuff, not the transient and the trivial.

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I went grocery shopping in the science canteen today and came back with lunch. It's so nice that the auntie even put in a packet of ketchup and a little tub of chili sauce! Like how, finally, shoes for every day that help me walk properly without worrying about tripping and slipping. Even these things!

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today Strength came in the form of:1. being able to wake up early enough to have the pleasure of waiting for iCARE.2. waking up with a most appropriate song on the radio -- "who am i?"3. quiet joy4. focus5. keeping my mind stayed on (no, it's not the same as 4)6. remembrance7. good home-cooked food with my housemates, who cheerfully prepared and set out the stuff while i rushed a few hundred more

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today Help came in the form of:1. a nice email that offered genuine and practical help2. a new notebook to start thinking and remembering in3. a short question and a short sentence from the gospel of John to remind me of what i'm doing4. another reminder from oswald chambers5. a friend in my classmate, who immediately helped and shared something he learnt that was relevant6. a restored internet

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Avalon - You Were ThereI wonder how it must have feltWhen David stood to face Goliath on a hillI imagine that he shook with all his mightUntil You took his hand, and held on tight'Cause You were there, You were thereIn the midst of danger's snareYou were there, You were there alwaysYou were there when the hardest fightSeemed so out of reachOh, You were there, You were always thereYou were always

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"If God is putting you through a spell of submission and you seem to be losing your individuality and everything else, it is because Jesus is making you one with Him...If our Lord endured solitary desolation, why should we consider it strange when we are solitary externally and without comradeship internally?"-Oswald Chambers

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Now i can't say i have nothing to read. Good thing my Big Book is there too!

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heylo, is anybody out there?or am i the only one drowning...i was talking to may just now about our HTs, and that has become a sorta recurring conversation topic that is dominating our semester. in between new german words and verbkonjugation, "so how's your HT going?"; in between mouthfuls of not-very-nice-but-still-palatable noodles, "so have you seen your supervisor?"; in between walks to and

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macht viel Spaß!as joke of the day, i shall translate my german homework as closely as i can. the topic is "what i do in my free time"."i am a student at NUS. i have no free time. (joke!)in my free time, i like listening to music. i always listen to music alone. i also like playing the piano.during the weekends, i like eating with my friends. we like to eat at the food centre. i like chatting

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i was reminded of how we are sometimes conditioned to say things without really thinking too much about it -- adult-talk. it took my little seven year old SS boy to remind me not to do that. one sunday i was going upstairs for practice, and catching sight of one of my favourite boys who's most innocently straightforward, i exclaimed, "oh you're still here!" that comment must have baffled him, and

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:D

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I love the way He keeps me happy at heart, even when i'm alone. Even when the memory of some things make me tear. :)

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because He liveswe've already been shown how to continue from here, how to go on living day by day. in the same passage that Pastor used to talk about all that sq has done in honour of the Lord, we also find the same word exhorting us to live on stronger, better:-not lagging in diligence-rejoicing in hope-patient in tribulation-continuing steadfastly in prayerdoing all these together, because we

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As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure, till thou reachest the promised land.

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"You have hedged me behind and before,And laid Your hand upon me.Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;It is high, i cannot attain it."-Psalm 139:5-6

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Happy cookies from may, my surprise classmate in german class. And my tummy rumbled shockingly loudly in class, and sweet may filled it with good things in time!

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good thingsone of the things about school that has always amazed me is how everything always falls in place nicely. even the little technical things. like the bidding frenzy before each semester, how i don't get the modules that i initially planned for, how i end up taking shocking modules (the content shocks me and i shock the lecturers), how i don't know anybody in class. well actually i've

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announcementmy mobile blog has merged with this one! so now everything i blog with my phone comes straight here. so cool. it's technology beyond me, so thankfully it's all been simplified for the ignorant user. and the name of my mobile blog that appears on my blogger dashboard now is rightfully (and randomly i hope) called by the system, "dummy".if it weren't for the fact that systems don't

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There's always something about night time.

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"O LORD, You have searched me and known me.You know my sitting down and my rising up;You understand my thought afar off.You comprehend my path and my lying down,And are acquainted with all my ways.For there is not a word on my tongue,But behold, O LORD, You know it altogether."(Psalm 139:1-4)

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Mich just started work last week as i started school, and we've been working together a lot more recently. Gerald reminds us that we should look as happy by the end of this year! :)

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my favourite nuts1. doughnuts (haha.)2. macadamia3. brazilian nut4. chestnuts5. Peanuts (a la Charlie Brown, Snoopy and friends)6. hazelnut

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I stole my sister's shoes to wear in honour of my first german class. Meat loaf shoes! But they hurt. Thankfully i met weichang and she gave me plasters. :)

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School has started!

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week 1 day 1i really love my school. i like almost everything about it! and i love being in school. today was the first day, and it was nice just going back, knowing where i'm going, not really knowing what i'm gonna do, not exactly sure who i'll be seeing, how we'll be stretched different ways. but i went, and it was nice to start off the sem with a lit class, seeing familiar faces, saying hi,

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The new arts canteen looks more spacious, but is just as crowded as ever. Most of our stalls are back, along with bk and lerk thai! Best of all, they kept red bricks round the face of each stall. :D

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different ways of saying... (ii)1." 哎哟! 三更半夜出闰日啊!"thinking that he meant the sun shone in the middle of the night, to realising that he might have meant a leap day (ie rare day), a rare occurence. and then realising it doesn't matter...because that cannot negate twenty two years of being seventy years younger, with his blood in my veins.2. "there's just no way for you to return that love,

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year 4 sem 1that's what's gonna hit me come monday, and actually i'm quite excited about the start of school. but by last week, i realised i'd been pretty tired out by going out every day, so this week was recuperation time. (but i'm very happy about meeting up with each one of the people i did!) so after clearing up my room and getting my new texts wrapped and propped up on my bookshelf, i

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my cute little chuzzle turns out to be some morbid game where little fluff balls explode and their eyes fly out and get collected in a glass beaker....after i saw it was more than cute colourful fluffs of things, i decided to stop playing it. yuck!

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the modern day opiate has got to be computer games.(bejeweled and chuzzle for me.)like little poppy seeds that seem so harmless, so cute, so small.

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Have you seen the old man In the closed-down market Kicking up the paper, with his worn out shoes? In his eyes you see no pride Hand held loosely at his side Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news So how can you tell me you're lonely, And say for you that the sun don't shine? Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London I'll show you something to make you change your

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moving onone week over the phone mummy was telling me about the changes she was making to our bedroom...sprucing it up, updating stuff in it, getting us new mattresses and throwing our old soft nice wooshy bolsters away. after a long discussion (be rational, right?) on why it's important to throw old cotton away, she finally convinced me that she'll make me a new microbead cushion in place of our

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I like cute breakfasts like this...haha my sister likes buying them for me.

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my dad talks to us like a thai would. instead of saying,"i will be at home to come and pick you up."he says,"daddy will be at home and daddy can come pick you up."in thai, referring to oneself by name or relation is an affectionate way of talking, without the formality of the official pronoun.พ่อจะอยู่บ้าน พ่อมารับลูกjust like how in thai, when a parent speaks of his child to somebody, he will

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my three hundredth post and i want to record some random puns, one of my favourite non-things:1. it's how you write/right things that matters2. (from pastor) seven days without prayer makes one week/weakon another note, i just got back from a mini JC math class gathering, and i'm almost surprised to realise that i haven't enjoyed myself this much in quite a while, with good company and simple

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Sometimes you just want to hear the noise, just to remember where you are and how much goes on around.

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the other day i was looking for lunch at vivo before making the trip back to JB, and i finally settled on BK. so there i was with my kids' meal, reading the kite runner while eating that i noticed an old man walking towards the table in front of mine. his hair was mostly white, and he was in a neatly pressed shirt and trousers. after putting his tray of a hershey's chocolate pie down on the table

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more from madeleineon insufficiency and sufficiency:"Then something happened, something so wounding that it cannot possibly be written down. Think of two of the people you love most in the world; think of a situation in which both are agonizingly hurt and you are powerless to do anything to help. It is far easier to bear pain for ourselves than for those we love, especially when part of it is

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heimlichreading the journal of madeleine l'engle has been like reading the journal that i've always wanted to write myself, but was never really able to. it's a little uncanny (in the loose sense of the word) to be reading some of those experiences and emotions once removed, and put in a way that made me realise what those missing words were. one of the incidents she mentions struck a particular

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"i heard a doctor say that the living tend to withdraw emotionally from the dying, thereby driving them deeper into isolation. Not to withdraw takes tremendous strength. To pull back is a temptation; it doesn't hurt nearly as much as remaining open....And i think that we all, except perhaps nurses and doctors who see it all the time, have a primitive instinct to withdraw from death, even if we

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but i don't wanna go to boston.

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in a bid to remember...different ways of saying i love you/i care for you/ you matter to me (i):1. "i love her...like i would protect her. if you were walking down orchard and ---s came too close, i'd protect you too."2. "i'll cook pasta tomorrow -- we have too much at home. then we can open that can of abalone the next day..."3. breakfast on the table every morning4. sitting on the floor at the

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"Oh that they had such a heart in them that they would fear Me and always keep all My commandments, that it might be well with them and with their children forever!" (Deut 5:29)why do we still rebel when even the rules are given out of love?

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One of the little things mummy buys us to make sure we grow up big and strong.

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reason to celebrate"If we are given minds we are required to use them, but not limit ourselves by them...How do we teach a child -- our own, or those in a classroom -- to have compassion: to allow people to be different; to understand that like is not equal; to experiment; to laugh; to love; to accept that fact that the most important questions a human being can ask do not have -- or need --

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no time to whinelast night and today i felt like there was a hole in me...like somethine i really liked has gone missing. and maybe it is the passing of another phase, and it makes me a little sad. but there's really no time to sit on that again.sometimes i think that i don't want to be me, like seth in the video xian showed the children at JSS. but then the reminder came from teacher ruby at

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knowing oneselfit is actually quite important to know ourselves. and strangely enough, it's one of those things that we often realise only too late that we haven't really managed to do, even if it sounds simple enough. sometimes i like to think i know myself, and on the flip side, that nobody else really knows all of me, but other times i realise i only have a who-i-want-to-be and who-i'm-not,

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the moviesi used to go to the movies really really seldom. (okay that was bad grammar.) i used to hardly ever go to the movies. (still strange.) i used to almost never go to the movies. (ok whatever, you get the idea..)hence those jokes about my infrequent visits to the cinemas. kenneth had been asking me since the year we all went to watch gospel of john together as a sunday school, if that was

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"love is loving even when it's the hardest thing to do..."why should loving ever be hard?and yet it is at times."God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind." (2 Timothy 1:7)

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english is so interesting. you can say plenty with words, but as some people have realised, especially post-structuralists or whatever you call those fancy people, the lack of words can be even more interesting. silence speaks loudest; what is not said is more important than what is said etc etc.spaces are important too, actually. what is said by the presence of a gap, the existence of a void...

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"Stand in the ways and see,And ask for the old paths, where the good way is,And walk in it;Then you will find rest for your souls."-Jeremiah 6:16

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there's something about being in camp and having that particular lifestyle that reminds me what is most meaningful to me. this camp, something i was reminded of throughout is how the Lord has helped us grow. many things could still be improved on, of course, but so many things were evident of the changes that the Lord has wrought in each of our hearts and lives. the power that is already working

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two songs i heard today, one on my player and one at evening, and both so true. one the answer to the other.he says he looks in the mirror and he can't tell anymore who he really is and who they believe him to be and he says he walks a thin line between what is and what could be and he's getting closer to something he can't understand cause there's a crack in his plastic crown and his throne of

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[my only photo in class at NUS/post-exam at kathy's/lunch at the thai food place in school]in the garden long agolove was all there was to knowpure, innocent and freelike we were meant to belong agoafraid we followed after liesand pain filled the Father's eyesbut oh from the first we knewwhat He'd planned to doto bring us homeGod so loved the world that He gave His only Sonto face the death that

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She is very cartoon. Haha.

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you know how everybody has their own set of temptations that they have to keep fighting against? i think one of my key ones must be to steal books from my school library. the books are so nice and so good and sometimes so rare, and sometimes hardly anybody borrows them! no one will miss them i'm sure. but then, to make sure i get my alumni membership after i graduate, maybe i shouldn't do

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This is how empty school gets when more than half of the world is done with their exams. But i kinda like it this way too!

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2 Thessalonians 2:16-17"Now may our Lord Jesus Christ Himself,And our God and Father, who has loved usAnd given us an everlasting consolation and good hope by grace,Comfort your hearts and establish you in every good word and work" -established in every word we say-established in what we've been given to do-comfort in our hearts-grace-hope, and good hope-consolation that lasts forever-love from

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The only time i was called an artiste. Haha. But it was a nice experience!

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i realise the thing about prayer i so often forget is that it is so much related to trusting. that when we commit someone to God in prayer, we trust that this person is now in God's hands, and much as we keep praying, we also stop worrying. because in the Lord's time, He will effect that change. and sometimes i forget that the people i love are so much more loved by God Himself...and when i tell

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all i really want to do nowis to take some rilkeand go awayon my ownmight even that be too selfish?

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